That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Chapter 325 Prison Visitation

“Hey!” The secretary immediately glanced outside. “Don’t ever let Mr. Russell hear this.”

The colleague became silent and asked cautiously. “But I don’t understand. What happened to Ivy? What was her mistake that Mr. Russell made her leave?”

The two looked at a photo of Dexter and Ivy. Neither could understand why Ivy was placed on compulsory leave. Being on mandatory vacation may seem good, but it was only one step away from being fired from her position.

“I don’t know. It’s better not to question some things.”

Arnold brought Josie to the cafe he went to just now. The shop owner’s expression brightened when he saw Arnold return with a woman. “Mr. Carter, is she.”

“Bring us a pot of green tea.”

“Sure,” he replied, eyes still fixed on Josie.

The café’s private lounge was decorated in antique style. One could see the heavy traffic on the street. -outside. Josie was distracted. “Why did you bring me here? I want to return to Russell Group now.”

the traitor?” Arnold poured her a cup of tea. It

glanced at

believe it’s

the design department had access

of the staff in the design department did it, they would have deleted the surveillance record. So, what’s the point of going there?” Arnold calmly

be able to find anything in the surveillance

down and considered who in the design department hated her. She could think of a few, but they were petty rather than

how the post had spread. However, she tapped into Twitter and found the post gone. No

frowned and logged out before logging in again. There was

“Give me your phone.”

and placed it in her

searched for the post again but could not

trending topic is gone. Josie muttered in

so the public relations department

realized what had happened. “It meant Russell Group still wanted

the reason Dexter insisted on hiding the matter was not to protect her from public criticism. Instead, it was to prevent her from finding out

suddenly vibrated in her hand. A few

visitation day tomorrow. Will you be going

clothes to your father?